The fourth thousand three hundred and seventieth chapters do not ask
The people standing in front of Jiang Yun were naturally his parents, Jiang Qiuyang and Feng Wuyan! Looking at Jiang Yun kneeling in front of him, the couple still seemed to be petrified, and they remained motionless for a long time.
It wasn't until a moment passed that Feng Wuyan's body suddenly trembled, and he hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and grasped Jiang Yun's arms.
As soon as he held it, tears suddenly fell from Feng Wuyan's eyes, and he said in a trembling voice: "It's not a dream, it's not a dream, you are real, you are really Yun, Yun'er!"
Feeling his mother's hands holding his arms with all her strength, as if she was afraid that she would disappear, Jiang Yun slowly raised his head.
Looking at his mother's face in front of him, Jiang Yun opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word at all. There were also tears rolling in his eyes.
Jiang Yun was no stranger to this face.
Because he had seen it vaguely when he died, and he had seen it clearly in the memory of his father.
But this face was extremely unfamiliar to Jiang Yun.
Because he has no memory of his first life, and his growth in this life and the previous ninety-eight lives was not accompanied by this face.
Fortunately, at this moment, Jiang Yun heard a slight cough in his ear, causing him to quickly turn his head and look at the person who coughed.
Naturally, he saw a man who was trying his best to stay calm, but his eyes were already a little red, and his eyes were full of kindness and majesty. He was also looking at him deeply... his father!
Jiang Qiuyang closed his eyes slightly, then opened them immediately and said: "Yun'er, get up!"
"Wuyan, if you have anything to say, let the child come into the room and say it!"
Jiang Qiuyang's words finally made Jiang Yun and Feng Wuyan come to their senses.
Jiang Yun stood up, stretched out his hands, held his mother's arm in turn, and said softly: "Mom, let's go into the house!"
This "Mother" made Feng Wuyan's tears roll down uncontrollably, but he opened his eyes as wide as he could, as if his gaze was fixed on Jiang Yun's face, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay
,good!"
Jiang Qiuyang was the first to turn around and walked into the house.
After Jiang Yun supported his mother, followed closely, and also stepped into the house, Jiang Qiuyang turned his back to Jiang Yun and said: "Yun'er, close the door. Is there any way to seal this room and don't let outsiders know what happened here?"
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For his father, Jiang Yun always had an inexplicable awe in his heart, so when he heard his father's request, he hurriedly nodded and said: "Yes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yun let go of his mother's arm with one hand, and with a wave of his sleeve, thousands of Emperor Origin Stones fell around the house and sank directly into the ground.
In an instant, he sealed this small room with his most powerful isolation formation.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yun was still uneasy and raised his hand again, pressing it weakly in front of him. Suddenly, thousands of seals flew out of his hand and covered the entire hut.
Jiang Yun knew very well that the conversation between himself and his parents would indeed involve too many secrets, and they could not be known to outsiders under any circumstances, so he used all his strength to seal off the hut.
When Jiang Yun took action, Feng Wuyan was still watching Jiang Yun and watching Jiang Yun's every move.
After Jiang Yun completed the seal, her face showed a look of pride and excitement.
Because she could tell that the seal Jiang Yun used came from her Feng family! Just when Jiang Yun closed the door of this room, in another small room not far from this small room,
An old man with white hair and a cane slowly walked out.
Those turbid eyes stared deeply at the hut where Jiang Yun's family of three lived, and murmured: "Is Jiang Qiuyang's son?"
"I didn't expect that he would be able to find this place. It seems that it has become a climate!"
After finishing speaking, the old man shook his head, turned around and walked back to his house.
After sealing the hut, Jiang Yun silently supported his mother and sat on the chair. Then, he took three steps back and knelt down on the ground again.
"Yun'er, what are you doing!"
Feng Wuyan hurriedly stretched out his hand again to help Jiang Yun.
But Jiang Qiuyang on the side coughed again and said: "Let him knock, this is the child's filial piety!"
Feng Wuyan turned his head, glared at Jiang Qiuyang with his eyes, and said: "Filial piety requires you to kowtow!"
"Back then, when you met my father, why didn't you see you kowtow to him?"
"Is it true that you have no filial piety towards my father?"
Jiang Qiuyang immediately shut up after saying this! After saying this, Feng Wuyan ignored Jiang Qiuyang and wanted to reach out to help Jiang Yun.
But Jiang Yun still insisted. He kowtowed three times to the two of them respectfully and said, "Unfilial son Jiang Yun, please pay homage to your father and mother!"
Feng Wuyan hurriedly helped Jiang Yun up and said: "Okay, okay, that's enough, that's enough, come on, get up quickly and let me take a good look at you!"
Jiang Yun stood up and let his mother look at him from top to bottom, while he was also looking at his mother and father.
Although Jiang Yun has never seen his mother in this life, or even in nearly a hundred lives, he knows that his mother was worried that he would be in danger, so she did not hesitate to use the forbidden technique of the Fate Clan, the Heavenly Lock and Soul Sealing! His mother sacrificed a lot
He almost used his life to form a seal to seal his main soul, thereby ensuring that he would not perish in reincarnation.
This seal, which has accompanied him for nearly a hundred reincarnations, is his mother's love for him! As for his father, although he seems quite stern, the spiritual clone of his father he saw last time was also kind to him, but his father
He also loves himself, and for himself, he even gave himself his beloved Zhengu gun for self-defense.
These are his parents. Although they have missed nearly a hundred lives of reincarnation, they have always accompanied him in a special way! After a long time, Jiang Qiuyang was the first to speak: "Yun'er, what state of practice have you reached now?"
Originally, Feng Wuyan frowned when Jiang Qiuyang spoke to him, but when he heard the question he asked, Feng Wuyan relaxed his brows again, replaced by a look of concern and anxiety.
Jiang Yun answered honestly: "I have just reached the peak of the reincarnation realm."
Jiang Yun noticed that after hearing about his cultivation level, his father and mother's faces clearly showed a trace of relief.
Jiang Qiuyang nodded, and then asked: "Then how did you get here?"
This time, before Jiang Yun could answer, Feng Wuyan turned his head again, glared at Jiang Qiuyang dissatisfied and said: "The child has just arrived, and you are here asking endless questions!"
Jiang Qiuyang said with a wry smile: "I don't want to ask, but I can't help but ask!"
He was clearly henpecked towards his father. Jiang Yun had already seen it in his father's memory, so he didn't find it strange at the moment.
Moreover, although the parents were bickering, Jiang Yun could feel the depth of the relationship between the two and understood that this was the way the two elders got along.
Just when Jiang Yun wanted to explain himself quickly to avoid his parents quarreling because of him, Jiang Qiuyang had already continued: "The time is almost here..." This sentence made Feng Wuyan's expression slightly startled, and the look on his face
That trace of dissatisfaction was instantly replaced by deep worry.
She opened her mouth, intending to say something, but in the end she shook her head, but still looked at Jiang Yun with loving eyes.
Jiang Yun's heart moved. Ever since he saw his father for the first time, his father had told him to hurry up and tell him that the time was coming soon.
Later, I met my sister Jiang Yuting and my second uncle Jiang Qiuchen. They also reminded me that the time was coming! Now, this is the fourth time I have heard the same words.
This finally made him couldn't help but say: "Dad, what time is it, is it almost here?"